Guess Lei Zun: I have a tower of magic town

Chapter 181
Du Lan.

This is an influential figure among the younger generation of Weiguo, and even a genius disciple of Yitianzong.

It ranks in the top three among the young generation of Weiguo.

Moreover, the three of the top three have similar strengths and have always competed with each other.

As a result, when he reported his name, even the guards guarding the gate in the barracks were so excited that they rushed to tell Yang Feng the good news.

"Du Lan, why is he here?" Besides being excited, Yang Feng was also a little bit shocked.

It stands to reason that young people like this would generally study martial arts and seldom care about worldly matters.

even...

Yang Feng glanced at Leng Qiu from the corner of his eye.

Even he can hardly mobilize young people like Du Lan.

Sure enough, Leng Qiu's face was also filled with a trace of astonishment.

He wanted the Yitian sect to send a young genius, but he never thought that it would be Du Lan, and he would come so quickly.

Yang Feng didn't have time to think about it, and said with a straight face: "Quick, all the generals, follow me to meet Mr. Du."

Leng Qiu thought for a while, and hurriedly followed.

He is an elder, with a slightly higher status than Du Lan.

But in the future, I can't say for sure.

Not surprisingly, Du Lan is very likely to become the deputy suzerain or even the suzerain of Yitianzong. He doesn't want to be settled by others in the future.

At the entrance of the barracks in the rear, Du Lan stood in white clothes with her hands behind her back, facing the entire barracks, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

Obviously very arrogant.

Yang Feng didn't have the slightest bit of dissatisfaction on his face, for a genius like Du Lan, making such a gesture couldn't be more reasonable.

Yang Feng hurriedly went up to meet him, and laughed loudly as he walked: "Hahaha, I didn't expect Mr. Du to visit today, it's a great honor for me, hahahaha..."

Only then did Du Lan turn around slowly, glanced past Yang Feng, and bowed slightly to Leng Qiu: "See you uncle."

Leng Qiu slightly nodded and said with a smile, "Excuse me."

Du Lan straightened her back again, and said to Yang Feng indifferently: "I was practicing nearby, and I met a disciple sent by my uncle to ask for help. After asking the reason, I realized that there is a young general here who is very rampant and can't take it down for a long time. , so come and see.”

Yang Feng said excitedly: "With Mr. Du coming to help out, the time for that kid's death has finally come."

Du Lan said lightly: "With my uncle here, this person will not be able to dance for a few days. It's just that the master is an elder, so there is no reason to lower his status and make a move.

I am a junior, so I naturally want to share my worries for my uncle. "

Leng Qiu caressed his long beard, and nodded slightly in satisfaction.

Du Lan's words gave him enough face.

Leng Qiu reciprocated, and said with a faint smile: "You young people's affairs should be handled by you young people. The old man will help the nephew and nephew at the side."

Yang Feng said: "Young Master Du came from a long distance, he must be tired, why not take a bath and change clothes, rest for a day, and tomorrow I will call for battle and let you kill that boy."

Du Lan raised her head slightly, her eyes flicked over the layers of figures, and cast her eyes on Lin Mo who was alone in the distance.

Immediately, Du Lan smiled disdainfully: "It's that crazy guy? This outfit is really coquettish. There is no need to rest if you kill this kind of person. Prepare a glass of wine for me to warm up. After I kill him, finish drinking and leave."

After speaking, he strode towards the barracks.

Yang Feng was overjoyed when he heard the words, and shouted loudly: "Come here, warm the wine for Mr. Du, and drink it after he kills the enemy."

A lieutenant general led the order to warm the wine.

Yang Feng followed Du Lan, and said with a smile, "Young Master Du, you can choose any horse here."

"No, just kill him with one sword." Du Lan's expression was indifferent, full of confidence.

When the group of people walked to the middle of the army, Yang Feng mobilized his power and roared: "Soldiers, Mr. Du Lan has come to get rid of the forest thieves for us."

The soldiers raised their heads and cast their gazes at the white figure.

The morale that had been low was revived again.

Du Lan.

This is a household name.

He represents invincibility among the younger generation.

No matter how strong Yan's young generals are, they can't be his opponents, right?

"Young Master Du is mighty." Everyone roared angrily, and the crowd was excited.

Du Lan smiled slightly, and continued to stride forward with her hands behind her back.

Lin Mo's roar came from a distance: "In such a big country of Wei, no one dares to come and fight this handsome?"

"I don't know how to live or die." Du Lan smiled coldly, her face full of disdain.

Standing at the center of the army, Yang Feng shouted angrily, "Lin Mo, don't be rampant, Du Lan, the genius of our country, is here to kill you."

Du Lan, who was standing with her hands behind her back, staggered and nearly fell down.

He turned his head with difficulty, looked at Yang Feng with a serious face, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who did you call just now?"

Yang Feng was very surprised, and explained with a smile: "That man's name is Lin Mo, and he's from Yan Kingdom. He was born with Lei Linggen, Mr. Du, you have to be careful."

Rellingen?
Lin Mo?

Du Lan's face subconsciously became very ugly.

He just came out of the ruins.

For Lin Mo...

Du Lan turned around immediately.

"Master Du, who is this?" Yang Feng was extremely surprised.

"Nephew." Leng Qiu stopped him.

Seeing this uncle's face, Du Lan said with a cold face: "Lin Mo's strength is much stronger than mine, I don't want to die."

"What?" The people around were shocked when they heard this.

Even Du Lan feels inferior to the other party?

"You are Du Lan, how is this possible." A young general exclaimed.

He is a fan of Du Lan, and in his heart, Du Lan is an invincible existence among the younger generation.

He also often discusses with people who is the No.1 of the younger generation of Weiguo, and he is red-faced with others.

It is even more unimaginable now that Du Lan actually admits that he is not as good as a young man.

This made his idol dreams shattered.

Du Lan said indifferently: "There is nothing impossible about this. I, Du Lan, am not invincible. There are more people stronger than me."

After Du Lan said that, no one dared to doubt his words anymore.

It's just that the shock in my heart still hasn't disappeared.

They thought that Lin Mo was very strong, but they didn't expect that he was so strong that even Du Lan was no match for him.

"That Lin Mo must be so strong." Someone sighed, "Have we all underestimated him?"

Then on my side, who can be my opponent.

With a cold face, Leng Qiu said in a deep voice: "Martial Nephew, you haven't fought yet, how can you be timid before fighting. You are a genius of our Yitian Sect."

Du Lan thought for a while, but the things about the ruins should not be known casually.

Then he said earnestly to Leng Qiuyu, "Uncle, it's not the younger generation who want to kill Lin Mo. I'm afraid that in our entire Weiguo, we won't be able to find anyone who can stand up to Lin Mo."

Yang Feng's face became very ugly, and he said: "Young Master Du, I have an army of one hundred thousand, how can I let Lin Mo stand in my way."

Du Lan said in a deep voice: "Your affairs have nothing to do with me. If I have the ability, I will help you. Now that I am unable, I will naturally withdraw."

Leng Qiu was still full of doubts, and couldn't help asking: "Then Lin Mo, is he so strong? It seems that the old man can only kill him himself."

Du Lan glanced at Leng Qiu silently, and said indifferently: "Uncle, if you want to kill Lin Mo, the disciple has two suggestions. One is to find a few masters who are at the same level as the uncle. The more people the better, or Find a master at the sub-lord level.

Go and kill Lin Mo. "

Leng Qiu said indifferently: "Our Yitian Sect can't afford to lose face like this, besides, the old man really doesn't believe that if he does it himself, he won't be able to kill him."

Du Lan didn't care, and said lightly: "The second is to use human life to heap. He is a thunder root, and the power of the spirit root is powerful. As we all know, the power of the spirit root is limited. As long as his thunder root is consumed After the spiritual root, the uncle will be able to take him down if he takes action himself."

After finishing speaking, Du Lan left without looking back, waving her hands as she walked, "Uncle, life and death are important matters, don't let your emotions take you by storm..."

(End of this chapter)